Suho

He was flustered and tried to not get into this whole closet idea, but as soon as he heard you agree to do it he froze and looked at you in confusion.“Are you saying you will get into this closet with me?”Y/N: “Yeah”“And m… make out…”Y/N: “Yeah.”

He reluctantly went into the small closet with you and as soon as the doors closed he took a deep breath and grabbed your shoulders delicately. He then walked closer to you and slowly leaned in to give you a very short peck on the lips before he moved back dramatically.“I CAN’T DO THIS TO YOU”

Xiumin

Right away, he had no problem with this situation. He confidently disappeared behind the closing closet door and stared at you longingly. He smirked.“Whenever you’re ready, Y/N.”He smoothly caressed your arm as he made the distance between you shorter to the point of your bodies nearly touching. You nodded reassuring him that he is allowed to begin.

Xiumin kissed you passionately, running his hands up and down your arm before he finally set them on your hips, pulling you even closer to him. Your body was hot from anticipation and he could hardly stop himself from going beyond the restriction he was giving himself. You wrapped your arms around him and you two were touching. There was a moan emerging from the closet every now and then when you gasped for air, but Xiumin boldly continued, pinning you ever so slightly to the wall of the closet and biting your earlobe as the final tease before the time was up.

Luhan

At first Luhan wasn’t sure if this was okay. But seeing everyone’s encouragement and that you seemed to not have a problem with it, he gave in.The closet didn’t give you too much space, so Luhan was just close enough for you to feel his hot breath on you. You put your hands on his chest as his face closed in.

He linked his lips with yours and sensually kissed you. It didn’t take a long time before you two were mindlessely high on each other. It became hot and your scent mixed with his. It became so dizzily hot that you had to take off your jacket to which Luhan responded by putting his hands on your hips, a little under your shirt.“Will you be my girlfriend?”These words left Luhan’s mouth as he was caught up in the moment.Y/N: “I will”

Yifan

“Why would us adults play a game like this…”He tried to get the idea out of their heads, but to no avail. His friends were already way drunk.Y/N: “It’s gonna be fun, come on~”You walked over to him and pulled him after you. He wanted to refuse, but he couldn’t knowing that you were up for that. He stared blankly at you as you were both in the closet and the doors closed.

You kissed him for a short time, then again, and again. Yifan was too shocked to respond at first, but he quickly began enjoying in the game. He started kissing you back, not too hard, being a gentleman. You were drunk, but not drunk enough not to genuinely enjoy it. You put your arms around his neck, pulling him close to you and kissing him harder. You took the lead, but it didn’t last that long before Yifan got so into it he could no longer be so gentle.

Lay

He was giggly at first, not realizing how serious the guys were, he then became very shy, refusing to play this game.“We can’t do this. Y/N should accept kisses from her special someone, it’s not up to a game to decide.”There was (unfortunately) no way to change his mind, as he was serious about you keeping yourself to someone you love, even if it was not him in the end, as long as you felt comfortable with that person. He would have felt like he did the wrong thing if he let the game happen.

Baekhyun

“Well this outing just became interesting”He laughed as he was closed in with you. He put his hands on your hips and cleared his throat.“I may or may not be a little nervous, please bear with me.”Y/N: “I am too”

Baekhyun took a short breath in and kissed you, moving his hands from your hips to your arms and down, intertwining his hands with yours. You held tightly onto him as you tilted your head left and right, sucking on each other’s lips in the speed of your fast breaths. You felt Baekhyun push his tongue into our mouth, but you didn’t stop him, but rather moaned lightly.Y/N: “This is weirdly arousing.”“I was gonna say the same but waited for you to say something like that so I don’t sound like a creep.”You laughed.Y/N: “Good point.”

Chen

“Do you want your Jongdae dominant or submissive?”He asked right in front of the closet, using humour to lighten the mood.Y/N: “What if I choose submissive?”“Then should I take my clothes off?”You hit his arm and pulled him into the closet, closing it behind the two of you. You quickly held onto the sleeves of his jumper, pulling on them slightly.

“Let’s just work together.” He said as he walked closer and put his lips on yours. His lips were soft like cotton. You kissed him back. Your hands slowly wandered towards the zipper of the jacket. Chen was unsure what to do so he gently held onto your cheeks and caressed them sending a chill down your body.You opened his jacket and tried sliding it off his shoulders, however the time was up. Not surprisingly, the other members founds you two in a very awkward moment.

Chanyeol

He was flustered when the idea was proposed, but neither him or you refused.As soon as you were closed in the closet Chanyeol could not help but laugh at the situation. After all, he was about to make out with his crush, which is somehing he could only experience in his mind.Y/N: “Chanyeol…”You put your hand on his shoulder and went on your tiptoes to reach the tall guy’s lips. You pecked him ever so lightly and he responded by wrapping his arms around you unconsciously. He became so close you felt the heat off of him on you, you started undoing the buttons of his shirt as he kissed you, this time vigorously, teasing your ear and even neck as he caressed you with the tips of his fingers, making you squirm under his touch. You fully unbuttoned his shirt and he invited his hands under yours. He rubbed his hands up and down your sides before the door opened. Chanyeol bashfully looked at them with his chest uncovered.Baekhyun: “OH MY GOD”

“It would be a lie to state that nothing special happened…”

D.O.

Kyungsoo was a bit terrified by this proposition. He was not really into it, but at the same time it could have been his only chance to do something so unspeakable with you. Even though he didn’t like the idea of having such intense physical contact without a steady relationship first, he gave in, however he was way awkward and flustered.

You made the first move by pressing your lips to his, which startled him, but he didn’t refuse, but rather accepted your kiss. He was delicate, you could feel his awkwardness in the air, which was normal, you felt it too to some degree. You hugged him, not parting your lips. The air was incredibly hot at this point and you swore you heard Kyungsoo moan once (or more, you prob couldn’t hear through your light moaning).

That was as far as you two went, and as soon at the closet opened, Kyungsoo stormed out, not looking back. Who knew where he went, but he was probably both regretting and blessing this moment.

Zitao

He agreed after you and confidently stood in front of you in the closet. He smiled and asked you if you’re sure it’s okay. Hearing you accept him made his confidence overflow. He rubbed your neck and to your surprise, he gave it a kiss. The kiss was long and soon turned into sucking which only resulted in a raspberry-red hickey. You held your breath as his lips moved higher, his lower lip had minimal touch with your skin, which was thrilling. You then kissed him lightly on the lips.“Just be rough with me.”He said, fully unaware of how it sounds. However, it managed to work, as you worked on his lips more roughly.

You became sweaty and needy. There was no stopping you no matter what. Zitao managed to undo your bra underneath your shirt, but the fun stopped as soon as the closet opened.“It was getting interesting, I hate you all.”

Kai

As sweet as he is, he couldn’t resist the offer knowing you were okay with it, after all, it’s all your choice. He felt nice knowing you didn’t mind being intimate with him, and he used this knowledge to his advantage so he could get very close to you.

In the closet, he put on his sex appeal and plunged in to the kiss. Your lips became one and you were lost in the pleasing feeling. His plump lips caressed yours sensually and his nose delicatelly ticked your skin, making the mix of feelings a blissful sensation. You couldn’t help moving your arms all around his torso, keeping him especially close to you. Jongin knew his way with you, and his kisses were powerful and more perfect than you could have ever imagined. However, the fun was cut short by the damned closet door opening.

Sehun

Everyone knew about his crush on you, mostly because it was obvious. They knew they had t opair you up with Sehun, and you didn’t seem to find it problematic.

He accepted the challenge reluctantly. Having the opportunity to be so
close with you made him feel excited and it could have been a great
opportunity to get even closer with you.
Everyone began teasing him as soon as he agreed to do it, and his only response was “I just said ‘yes’ for fun” and obviously no one believed it.

In the end you two were finally closed in the closet and Sehun lost all his ability to act human. He started sweating and mumbling under his nose.Y/N: “I thought you were confident about this, relax, it’s just a dumb game, it’s not like it’s your first kiss”You put your hand on his shoulder to make him feel more at ease. He nodded and moved in to kiss you, but you dodged and kissed his cheek instead to tease him, which only made him feel more terrified than ever.Y/N: “Sehun, I’m just messing with you~ You always tease me so it’s payback time”But Sehun had none of it and kissed you roughly, pushing you to the back of the closet. You were shocked by his sudden change of attitude, but it was a nice change. You gave in completely and by the time you had to go, you were already a new baked couple.

1. you think she is beautiful even when she has acne all over her face and hair tied in a messy bun. you think she looks hot when she tries to be mad at you for being too hard on your self. you think she looks better than most of the human population and you think she looks best when she’s in your arms professing her love for you between sips of that bitter vodka you bought her.

2. you can’t stop thinking about her brown eyes, short black straight hair and freckled pointed nose. you can’t stop thinking of how her lips would feel against yours right this instance. you can’t stop thinking about how perfect her breasts feel in your hands. you can’t stop thinking about the late night conversation you had with her. you just can’t stop thinking about her even when you’re sipping coffee at starbucks, even when you’re watching a horror movie, even when you’re in class studying discrete math.

3. you know when she is angry, or when she is pissed at you for talking about other girls. you know what she likes to eat when she is on her period. you know when she is upset about that paper that she turned in late to her professor. you know she likes to be the centre of your attention always. you know she smiles when you hold her hand firmly in public. you know she bites her nails when she’s stressed out. you know her inside out.

4. you smile like a crazy man when you see her. you smile when someone says her name. you smile when you see a text message from her. you smile when you’re around her. you smile when people say you look good together. you smile when someone tells you she looks beautiful, like its a compliment for you and not her. you smile when she tells you she loves you. you smile when she tells you she loves to be your girl. you smile all day like an idiot and you smile until someone tells you to stop smiling because she’s not even around.

5. you talk about her to everyone, to your mom, to your bestfriend, to your room mate. you tell them everything about her. you tell them about how you read this tumblr post and it made you think of her. you tell them she’s perfect, not because of how she looks, or how smart she is, or how well she writes but because she’s yours. and only yours. you tell them how you don’t date a nine, but always a fucking ten, so yeah you tell everyone how and why she is a perfect ten.

The door to Jungkook’s home carelessly flew open and his lips were instantly pressed to yours. He swiftly closed the door behind you with his foot before pushing you against the wall. You melted into him as you coiled your arms around his neck, your lips finding his in a sweet, but intense kiss. His tongue tapped your lips for entrance and you let out a small moan of approval, causing him to grin as he broke the kiss, attacking every centimetre of exposed skin that he could find on your neck and jawline.

“God, dinner lasted forever,” you gasped breathlessly, letting your head fall back against the wall as he feathered kisses across your jawline, “And your little trick under the table almost got us caught.”

He pressed his erection into your lower stomach as he lowered his lips to your ear and his voice came out in a deep hiss. “I guess I just can’t resist you,” he spoke huskily, his tongue lightly brushing against your earlobe as he smirked and kissed your sweet spot behind your ear.

Your breath hitched in your throat, your lips parting slightly as you breathed out a moan and melted into him and the wall behind you. If his body hadn’t been pressed against yours, you knew you would’ve slid down the wall. He barely did anything to you and you already felt utterly wrecked. Your legs felt like jello and your breathing was heavy. You couldn’t think of something funny or sarcastic to say, so you focused on calming your pounding heart.

Summary: Lots of fingersucking. Inspired bythis askand this gifset.Word Count: 1,835Warnings: Smutty smut. Fingersucking, kinda fingering. Idk.A/N: oh lordy, I have a one way ticket to hell. I DO NOT KNOW WHERE THIS CAME FROM BUT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT FINGERSUCKING SO GET IN MY ASK AND LET’S GO.

The first time you caught yourself thinking of Ethan Dolan in a more than a friendly way, was when you’d been over at their house. A movie was playing in the background and the room was dark, but not dark enough thanks to the light coming from the large flatscreen. Your feet had been tucked under your legs where you were sitting on the far end of the L-shaped couch, wrapped in a blanket as you giggled along with the twins who were sitting right by you, so wrapped up in what was happening.

Ethan had complained about the unbearable heat, letting out small sighs of frustration as he pulled at the hem of his t-shirt, doing the occasional sweep with his fingers through his damp hair. He’d grimaced at the way you’d been wrapped in the soft blanket, a sweater pulled over your head, asking you how you weren’t dying in the heat. You were fine though. But he couldn’t take it, so he murmured something about getting something cold and rose up from the couch, shoulders slouched the way they always did when he walked; heading straight to the kitchen.

You’d thought none of it, that is until he returned and plopped down on the couch with a satisfied grin. He unwrapped the ice lolly and popped the treat into his mouth, and that was that. Your thoughts entered forbidden territory and you could feel your jaw slacken as you stared at your best friend since childhood sucking obscenely on the phallic shaped ice cream.

Summary: They always said Kim Taehyung had a you-shaped hole in his heart. Pairing: Taehyung | ReaderGenre: Fluff + light Smut, Skater Boy AU Word Count: 12,819Author’s Note: Inspired by those Taehyung left version concept photos and mainly sparked by a conversation I was having with @an-exotic-writer so naturally I drafted this as a token of my love and no I am definitely not writing this because talking to Missy certainly does not give me heart problems whatchu mean. I’m also tagging @kimvtae because we were screaming about the concept of a skater boy Tae together.

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You’ve always had a very peculiar habit of being drawn towards the things you couldn’t even imagine yourself doing—although you could argue that’s exactly why you found yourself naturally gravitating towards them in the first place. Unlike most people, who might have been taken by an envious desire to take on certain challenges and obstacles that were most likely out of their league, you found a natural peace chasing after something you couldn’t quite obtain yourself.

Maybe it was your own self-awareness or the fact that you never felt confident enough to branch out towards something that was so clearly on the opposite end of the spectrum from what you were normally use to. You’ve always just been content watching other people take on their passions while you remained on the sidelines with your own hopes and dreams and aspirations. It always excited you to see people participating in their interests—so much so that friends would always humor you that it was always the people rather than the activity they were indulging in that drew you in towards them.

That’s probably why you accepted your best friend’s invitation to leave your apartment for once and drive down to the pier, taking refuge across one of the many skateparks that planted themselves across the oceanfront, beyond the cool sand and ocean breeze of spring. Jeon Jungkook always reprimanded you for rarely having the time to come out and see him perform his new spins and flips, which is probably why he seems much more animated than usual at the prospect of finally getting to show off these new skills to you.

Porn Star!Sam x Porn Star!Reader AU—So entirely NSFW

Summary: You get to work with Sammy Winchester for the first
time, Mr. Big Cock Super Star
Pairing: Sam/Reader
Word Count: 5.9k
Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, oral sex (both female and male receiving),
kinda choking, hair pulling, spanking (like, only one little spank, but it’s a good one), come play. It’s filthy porn,
y’all.
A/N: This is the prelude to a series I’m currently working on. So, get used to
reading Sam as a porn star. And maybe—just maybe—some
other spn characters as well. Guess you’ll have to wait ;)update: some users have had trouble opening the fic on Tumblr, so here is the AO3 link if you find yourself unable to open it as well. Sorry for the inconvience!

You walk on set in your typical fashion—hair tied up in a
messy bun, prescription glasses resting on the bridge of your nose, wearing
sweatpants and a t-shirt with a grande latte with double espresso in your freshly
manicured hand. Part of you dreads how long the day is going to be with
shooting and scene preparation, while the other part buzzes with excitement.

“You ready for your scene today?” Penny, your
agent, asks, face glowing with just as much excitement. You give her an
enthusiastic smile and a quick nod. “Good,” she smiles back,
hands coming up to grab at your shoulders, her deep green eyes catching yours.
“Sammy’s the best in the business. I hear his cock’s insured for a million
dollars.”

“That seems a bit drastic,” you murmur before finishing off your latte.

» author’s note: i was hoping to be able to get to 5k words, but unfortunately that didn’t happen :’) anyways, i still think this is the longest scenario i’ve written which i’m kind of proud of tbh ?? i really like this one and i hope you all do too! feel free to request any sort of au scenarios and i’ll be sure to write it !

**nsfw under the cut

You sigh to yourself as you collect the randomly discarded articles of Jimin’s clothing scattered through the house. You roll your eyes as you grasp a pair of his underwear, tossing them into the basket which has now grown heavy with the weight of his dirty laundry. “Seriously, Chim, is it that hard to pick up your clothes?” You ask as you walk into the living room, picking up an old t-shirt from the back of the couch; you stop in your tracks once you finally look up.

“Sorry, Y/N.” Jimin flashes you a sheepish smile, but you are no longer worried about him. Your eyes travel to the other person in the room, Jeon Jungkook; he leans casually against the wall, taking a sip from a bottle of water. “Have you met Jungkook?” Jimin asks you casually, flicking through the channels on the television as you glare at his friend.

“I don’t think so,” you say truthfully; you’ve never met Jeon Jungkook, but you’ve heard of him, many times. Most recently, his antics had been called to your attention by a close friend of yours, and to make a long, long story short: Jeon Jungkook is a fuckboy.

“Don’t touch me!” you giggled. But Harry didn’t listen as he
continued to reach for you, narrowly avoiding the bicycle kicks you were
sending his way.

“Oh, come off it, m’hands aren’t that cold,” he said with an eye roll as he finally got you to settle beneath him.
His hands rested on your sides, and while your flesh was protected from his
chilly fingers by the thick fabric of your sweater, you could feel the coldness
hovering above.

“They are freezing, Harry.” You looked
around best you could with Harry keeping you still, trying to find some way to
escape. But you were trapped in the middle of the bed like a raft out to sea
with no sight of shore.

“Fine, fine. Won’t touch you.” His shoulders slumped in
dejection, bottom lip protruding pathetically. You looked for signs of
movement; you’d been in this relationship long enough to know Harry never gave
up without a fight. “But yeh know, love, cold hands mean ‘ve got a warm heart.”

Your eyebrows raised, mouth in a hard line. “That is the
biggest load—”

The words hardly left your mouth before Harry’s hands
infiltrated your warm sweater. He roamed the expanse of your warm body,
squeezing and tickling all the spots that made you squeal. Maybe it wasn’t his
cold hands, but the sound of your laugh echoing throughout his bedroom
did make Harry swell with warmth.

“Harry…Harry, please,” you pleaded
through heavy breaths, tears leaking from the corners of your eyes. “My tummy
hurts…think you’ve given me a cramp.”

REQUEST: Hey I was wondering if you could do a a Jughead fluff where the readers almost always cold & wears his black hoody & well it fits his 6'1 frame well it basically a blanket on her 5'6 self, basically she wears his hoody that fits him fine but it’s really big on her and it’s just fluffy & funny & Veronica & Kevin totally ship it😂

Sorry for taking so long :3 Hope you like it! I thought it started off okay but then i kind of ruined it, i apologise, i’m not very good at writing ehueuheueh

Warnings: fluffy fluff fluff / dead inside reader (one swear word :3)

Words: 2,152

“So I told her, that what she did was crossing the line,” Veronica’s story was reaching its climax, and Kevin was enjoying every second of it.

However, before Veronica could continue, you entered the student lounge, nonchalantly slurping a takeaway Pop’s strawberry milkshake. Your bag was slung carelessly over your shoulder and your unkempt hair was lazily tied up in a messy bun, which flopped around on top of your head. You’d skipped makeup, and your eyes were surrounded by dark circles. You wore your usual converse and ripped jeans, along with a white crop top. This had been a bad choice, as it was nearly the middle of December, so you were absolutely freezing. You’d been so tired from revising for exams, that you hadn’t even bothered to check what you were wearing that morning.

You stood around the back of the couch Kevin sat on, before flopping face down and flipping your body over so you were lying on the loveseat, legs on Kevin’s lap and face buried in an assortment of cushions.

Summary: Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

The ride to the hospital seemed to take forever, each moment passing by at an almost excruciatingly slow pace. You found yourself feeling suddenly grateful for Steve’s rather aggressive driving techniques that had, in many previous situations, scared the crap out of you. The poor man had seemed traumatized when he arrived at your apartment. He glanced up at you before flashing his best friend a panicked expression, looking like a total deer in the headlights. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, you were so thankful that he had been able to come to the rescue.

A/N: okay so there is smut in this but it isn’t very detailed because like? this is a big part and i needed it to be about more than the horizontal hanky panky anyway im pretty sure im only gonna do one more part after this so here we go PSA this is not good, it’s 3:30 am and im locking that in as my final excuse

You can’t
kiss Torbjorn because he’s too busy snogging a turret and his undeserved Play
of the Game

Reinhardt

Sweet old man! Loves to give pure little pecks to the check and
lips~

All the better if his s/o is short, that way he can scoop
them up in his arms and smooch them

I don’t think he’d be up for total make outs, though, he
likes classy and old fashioned kisses

Too old
for the more hands on stuff

Great to give him a smooch right before a fight! He’ll get
even more pumped up!

Just
when you think he’s gonna give out, all his s/o needs to do is give him a peck
and bing! He’s back in it!

Just don’t try leaving lipstick marks on his “Precision
German Engineering” armor. He does not like that.

Roadhog

Getting an actual, real, involving-lips-kiss with Mako is
rare

He constantly wears that mask which I think might even help
him breathe

So most of the time, he’ll give you little eskimo kisses
with the snout of his gas mask

Might go
“oink, oink” as he does to make you giggle

Smooch his tummy, he loves that!

He isn’t too big on PDA except for holding hands. Oh God,
whenever you’re out with him, you’ll always have a big, meaty hand around yours

But for the rare occasion he gives you a real kiss (and most
of the time he only lifts up his mask enough to see his lips), It’ll only
linger for a few seconds before he pulls away

Oh wait, almost forgot! He might surprise hook you on
occasions and yank you right over just so he can give you one of his snout
kisses!

“Here,
little piggy” (Mako as he hooks you)

He will stop this if you’re not ok with it, pouting from behind his mask as you scold him

Zenyatta

Don’t say you can’t kiss an omnic, of course you can!

His favorite is when you’re so close to him that his orbs
surround both of you (so it’s like you’re in perfect harmony~)

His favored kiss to receive is a lingering kiss right on his
face (where his nose would be)

Despite his zen, calm exterior, he’s the most likely
candidate to start giggling while you’re kissing

And since he can’t really reciprocate the kiss (no lips), he’ll
find other ways too, such as running his fingers through your hair or massaging
your palms or back while you smooch him

Unlike Genji, he’s more attentive to any lipstick marks you
leave on his robotic face and will clean them off before seeing anyone else

Doesn’t
mean he won’t notice a mark on one of his orbs

Genji
might point out one day, “Master, you have something on your right orb.” “Which
one?” “The one on the—oh, it’s behind you now.” “This one?” “No, over to the –”
“Point to the one, please.” “The one with the lipstick on it.” “W-what?”

Imagine request from @vitalanidragonbane for:Jon X Reader where he is jealous(possessive) when he sees Theon heavily flirting with you even though you keep trying to tell him you’re already Jon’s. So when Jon’s wolf-like traits surface, he pulls you away to your shared bedchambers where he shows you that you’re his and he’s hers and nobody else can have her and he might just have to kill the next guy that flirts with her. SMUT PLEASE!!

Jon Snow X Reader

A/N: Smutty smut smut smut. Had so much fun writing this :) With love, Kat

Words: 2018

Jon Snow. A bastard of the North. He was incredibly beautiful. He had dark, brooding eyes and thick curly hair to match. His full lips felt like heaven on yours and his strong, but gentle hands perfectly complimented his muscular frame. He was all yours and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Jon had made you his months ago, claiming that you were his all along.

While you were walking through the halls of the castle, you heard the clacking of nails on the stone floor behind you and turned around to be met with Ghost’s large frame.“Hey boy, you following me again?” you chuckled as you scratched behind his ear. The large wolf leaned into your touch and nuzzled his face into your neck. Ever since Jon made you his, if he wasn’t by your side, Ghost was. Even though some would find it overbearing, you found it comforting. No matter what, you were safe, and Ghost listened to whatever you said unless it was to leave you alone. He had strict orders from Jon to never leave your side if Jon wasn’t around.“Come on, Ghost. Let’s go wash you up, your fur is a bit dirty” you said, leading the wolf up to yours and Jon’s shared bedchambers.

You undressed so that you were just in your underdress so you could wash Ghost without getting your dress wet or dirty. As the large wolf stepped into the tub, you grabbed the soap so you could scrub his fur and removed the dirt. He had turned from pure white to ash grey over the past month. After he was thoroughly cleaned, you reached to drain the tub and Ghost dipped his nose into the water, flicking it up quickly, successfully splashing water all over you.“Ghost!” you gasped in disbelief and laughed, your underdress now soaked through and see through to the point of being able to see your breasts. He nudged your chin with his nose and you turned to the doorway, to see Jon leaning against it with a grin on his face.“Your wolf is almost as insatiable as you are, Snow” you grinned, getting up from where you were sitting and allowing ghost to get out of the tub. You then moved to help Ghost dry off when you felt two muscular arms wrap around your waist and those perfect lips press against your neck.“Ghost can dry himself, love” Jon whispered in your ear, “for now I have a bit of disappointing news for you.”You frowned, “What’s going on, Jon?”“I have to leave” he kissed your cheek, “for a little while” another kiss, “with Robb and my father” another kiss, “to handle some business in White Harbor” he said, planting a final kiss on your forehead.“Jon, I don’t want you to leave” you practically whined, you hadn’t gone without Jon for more than a week and now he was leaving you for a few months.

But, just as quickly as you got upset, Jon turned you on almost as quickly.“Love, you’re all wet. I think you need to get changed” he said, smirking and letting his voice drop into a low, seductive tone. He let his hands roam over the wet fabric, allowing his thumbs to tease your nipples through the thin underdress, eliciting a moan from you and causing you to arch your back. Jon let out a low growl and pinned you against the wall, you would be lying if you said his wolf-like traits didn’t get you soaking wet with desire. You loved it when he turned primal and being without him for so long was weighing heavily on your mind. You and Jon made love every night, sometimes several times throughout the day, and being without him for just a week nearly drove you mad. You weren’t sure your own hands could satisfy you for the months that he was going to be gone.“Jon don’t tease me and leave me” you pouted, knowing he was going to have to go soon.“Trust me, Y/N. I don’t know how I’m going to go that long with out being able to touch you” he said, wrapping his arms around you and holding you to his chest, “or kiss you. By the gods the absence of your lips on mine is going to drive me mad and not waking up next to you is going to make every morning feel like Seven Hells.”

The next day, Jon left and you were stuck in Winterfell by your lonesome. Well, you weren’t totally alone but it felt like you were with Jon not around, thankfully you had Ghost by your side the whole time he was gone. You had gotten much closer to Theon, Sansa, and Arya in the time that the boys were off in White Harbor. However, Theon seemed to be getting too close to you, letting his touches linger for far too long.“Y/N, I was thinking we could go for a ride today, get away from the castle for a bit” Theon said, letting his hand linger on the small of your back.“Theon, I suggest you remove your hand from me before Ghost removes it for you” you gestured to the wolf who’s hair was standing on end, with his teeth bared and an angry growl coming from his throat.“I hardly think I should be afraid of a measly wolf” Theon started and then trapped you between his body and the wall, “he’s only here to watch over you until Jon returns. For now, I want you.”“Quit it, Greyjoy” you replied, clearly annoyed.“Y/N, I’ve wanted you for a long time. I can show you how good you should feel. I can make you feel better than Snow ever could” he said, running one hand up your side and letting the other keep you trapped against the wall.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Theon?” you hear a voice rasp out, and you see Jon standing a few feet away, his eyes wide with rage. Theon backed away from you in fear.“Jon!” you yelled, running to him and wrapping your arms around his neck. You planted kisses to his face and neck while he stayed staring at Theon. Suddenly, he grabbed you forcefully by your chin and made you look up at him, the sensation bordering on pain.“You. Are mine” he said, talking more so Theon would hear than telling you.“I know” you smiled up at him. You could practically see the jealousy coursing through his veins and smell the anger radiating off of him.“With me. Now.” Jon said as he dragged you off by your arm to your bedchambers.

The second the door was closed, Jon had you shoved up against it.“Mine” he growled out as he pushed you harder into the door and marked your neck with bruises.“Yes, Jon. All yours” you moaned out, letting yourself melt into his rough touches.“What did he say to you?” he asked, walking you backwards towards the bed.“H-he told me that.. He told me he could m-make me feel better than y-you c-could” you stuttered out, hesitant. You knew it would make Jon angry, but you had no idea just how angry.“What? What the hell did he say?!” he was circling you now, like a predator circling prey. You were scared and massively turned on at the same time.“He told me he could make me feel better than you could. But we both know that’s not true, baby” you said, almost pleading. He finally stopped circling and pushed his chest against yours, the backs of your knees hitting the bed.“On the bed” he said, pointing to the lush furs that covered your shared bed.

Once you were laid down on the bed, he moved to untie your dress, his mouth following his fingers as he went. Once your dress was off, he hovered over you, taking in all of your features. He put his lips to your ear,“I’m going to make you feel so good you’ll never even look at another man” he said as he let his fingers slide down your stomach and across your slick folds.“Oh gods, you’re already so wet for me, love” he said, groaning at the feeling of your wetness.“Only for you, Jon.”Those words made him smile up at you as he kissed his way down your stomach and across your inner thigh. His beard tickling your skin as he went. He let his tongue sweep lazily across your folds and pushed two fingers into you, curling them upwards to hit your sweet spot. He kept curling his fingers and gently pumping them in and out, causing you to arch your back and thread your hands into his hair, pulling his face closer to you as he licked and sucked at your clit.“I want you to finish on my tongue, love” Jon said as he continued to fuck you with his fingers. When he knew you were close because he felt your walls clenching around his fingers, he replaced them with his tongue, letting it explore you as he rubbed tight circles on your clit with his thumb. It didn’t take long before waves of pleasure were crashing over you, causing you to moan out his name at your high point.

Jon then removed the rest of his clothes and moved over top of you so he was resting on his forearms and he smiled and chuckled at you. In that moment you were happy you were laying down because of how wobbly in the knees his smile and laugh made you.“I love you, Jon Snow”“I love you too, Y/N Y/L/N” he said as he positioned himself at your entrance and slid into you while he buried his face in your neck and let out an obscene moan. When he was buried to the hilt inside of you, you couldn’t help but beg for him.“I need you, Jon. Please” you said, arching your back and moving your hips in an attempt to get more friction.“I’m going to make you feel so good you’re going to forget your own name, love” and with that, he began thrusting into you, hard and fast. He was pounding into you with such force that you were sure you’d split in two, his fingers digging into your hips. You were sure there would be plenty of bruises and soreness tomorrow, but you knew that’s what Jon wanted. He wanted you marked, he wanted everyone to know you were his.

“I’m close, Jon” you moaned out as he continued to thrust into you.“Me too, love” he said, his thrusts becoming harder and more erratic.

Within moments, you were screaming each others’ names and he was spilling into you while you found your release all over his cock. He toppled down on you, not caring if his weight was too much and after a few moments of catching your breath, he pulled out of you and laid beside you, letting you rest your head on his chest.“You know, Y/N” he said, lazily dancing his fingers across your back and shoulders, “I might just have to kill the next man that flirts with you.”“Jon Snow, you’re insatiable and rabid with jealousy. You know I want nobody but you.”“I can’t help but be jealous. I have the most beautiful woman in all of Westeros, I just don’t want anyone else to touch you.”“Neither does Ghost apparently, I thought he was going to kill Theon a few times” you chuckled.“A few times?” you saw rage flash in Jon’s eyes again.“Relax, wolf. Ghost was protecting me” you smile up at him.

“I’m serious when I say I’ll kill the next man that flirts with you” he said, cuddling close to you.“I know you are, Snow” you said, letting yourself drift into sleep. And before long the both of you were fully asleep, with Jon snoring lightly.

YOU GUYS SHE FINALLY GAVE IN- LIKE ITS SUCH A REVELATION and I just needed to get this out here for her ass. @silhouetted-beauty here you go.

I can’t believe this.
I knew it, I knew it all along.

You walked through the club looking around as you headed
towards the exit. Your hips twisting with each step, your hands crossed over
your chest and balled up from how angry you were. You were a scowling beauty
tonight. You had on a skirt set, black long sleeve crop top shirt that was off
the shoulders. A black skirt that was long on your right side, but on the left
side it was cut into a slit that reached up to your left thigh where it had two
lines and were tied together revealing your smooth milky chocolate skin. Your
makeup was done lightly, red lipstick on your plump lips and your hair was in
its natural state curls tumbling down your shoulders and framing your face. You
had on no bra nor panties, another surprise you wanted to give your man for all
his hard work, the outfit had fitted tightly on your body so much so that even
if you were to get hard your nipples would be showing through the shirt. But it
seems as he danced with the girl on the club floor he had other plans.

You were dating Christian Yu, and despite what everyone else
though dating him was not easy. In fact, in your eyes it was harder than most
jobs because he was a video director meaning he had to film a lot of things and
though it was great, what wasn’t great was the females that came on to him. You
had always fought him, not wanting to date him because you knew what would
happen if you said yes. You were scared to get attached to someone, especially someone
famous because a sense of responsibility and assurance came with that. You were
a jealous lover, and a bit possessive but it wasn’t no worse than any average
person. However, after spending some time with him you couldn’t help but fall
for him. He was charming, sweet, loving, he made you feel like a woman. You
were head over heels for everything he did and maybe his dog Lori had
contributed to the feelings that you had for him.

While you were both loving each other, things were going great
for the first few months. Sure, every couple had their problems but you two
were a different case. You worked for stores managing them and helping count
items for stoking purposes. You had a few coworkers that liked to flirt with
you and yeah sure the moment Christian saw it he was more than livid, dragging
you away.

“What the fuck do you
think you’re doing?!” Christian asked the male who had his arm around your
waist keeping your feet from touching the floor as he caught you.

“She was about to fall
so I was going to catch her.” The male said shrugging his shoulders trying to
play it off.

“So, she almost fell
because you knocked the ladder over. Don’t touch her man. You can’t just hold
her like that because she isn’t yours. She’s mine.” And like that Christian was
taking you out of the male’s arms as he carried your protesting body towards
the storage room to fuck you to the point that everyone else heard who you
belonged to.

The thought alone rushed through your mind and made your
lips twitch, you wanted to smile you did. You wanted to laugh and be happy but
that little miss Savannah had to fuck it up for the both of you.

“Christian I don’t
like her.” You mumbled at the set of the video. Christian had been laughing in
the direction of the female that was mixed with both Korean and white. She was
cute sure, long brown hair and little freckles on her face. She had green eyes
and though she had some work done she was curvy. Here she stood, laughing and
joking with everyone she could get her hands on even trying to flirt with DPR
Live and you knew if your friend had saw her man in such a position she would’ve
been livid.

“Why don’t you like
her baby?” Christian asked softly finally turning his attention to you, his
dark brown eyes looked down at you with love but at the moment, you couldn’t
even feel it because your unsettled feeling overtook you more than his looks.

“I just.. Don’t trust
her Christian.” You didn’t know how to explain it, maybe it was a woman
intuition but the way she threw her hair back over her shoulder, the way she
bit her lip and made eyes at Christian. Artist or not you knew she was trying
to push up on him, and he was too busy running around your ass to notice but
you did. You saw it all.

“Are you jealous?”
Christian teased and you rolled your eyes trying to walk off. Christian moved
to grip at your waist howling with laughter as he pulled you closer to his body
wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. “Come on baby it’s a joke. I
don’t want her okay? I want you. I mean she said she just wanted to work with
me because she was a fan and inspired by my music videos.” He shrugged swaying
with you from side to side as you frowned and crossed your arms over your chest
feeling so small in his arms because you were shorter than him by a few inches.

“But still Christian,
look at her and how she is acting around all of you.” You whined softly trying
to not complain but you couldn’t help it.

“Y/n.” Christian
called out your name as he shook his head sighing. “I love you okay?” He asked
cupping your chin making you look up at him into his eyes. “I love you okay?
Nobody but you, I want you in my world and I want you to be by my side always.
Besides you work with a few people that always seem to try to touch you or be
close to you while you’re working and I trust you to only focus on me, right?”
He asked and when you didn’t say anything he frowned. “Right?” He asked you
again leaning down to start pressing his lips against yours in multiple kisses
causing your lips to curl into a smile.

“Right Christian.”

“Okay then, so trust
me and we will be fine okay? She isn’t you, just a talented artist that could
help my career.” He reminded you nuzzling your nose before he tilted his head. “You
know though, if you did ever let me use your pretty voice I wouldn’t need any
other person outside of the Dream Perfect Regime to work with. So, think about
it.” He let your chin go to grab your hand instead as both of you walked
towards the rest of the crew and Savannah. During the whole segment of them
talking, you watched her. She didn’t say too much but the look on her face when
she saw him was pure love, and when she saw you? Pure disgust and you knew you
had been right about your feelings all along, but you weren’t going down
without a fight and she was mistaking if she thought you were.

You shook your head once again, angry tears starting to brim
your eyes as your body started to shake with each step you took. The club was
packed with people who wanted to see Savannah’s new music and her video. It was
a lot of important people here who could help her career and you weren’t one to
knock down someone’s success you were all for it, but when she came for your
man and tried to take everything you fought so hard to have, that’s when the
problem became personal. Your head spun lightly from your anger mixing with the
few drinks you had, and the music now seemed to drown out in the background as
your heart pounding with the beat that was vibrating under your feet. Blue led
rave lights shot through the dark space, the lights were dim and you could
barely see where you were going. The night had started off great, Christian
couldn’t even keep his hands off you as you got yourself ready. You had planned
a lot for him and you once you got back home, but as soon as you walked through
the club she was jumping on Christian calling his name.

“CHRISTIAN! I’m so
fucking glad you came.. It means so. So much to me.” She said it in a sultry
tone trying to mask it with a look of innocence.

“Me and my boyfriend
wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You informed her as she finally stepped away
from the hug she had given the male as she damn near jumped on him.

“Oh, Y/n you’re here.”
She said as she gave you one look before she went back to Christian starting to
talk.

The thought alone was enough to finally break you, tears
streaming down your face from anger and hatred. You felt you had been cheated
on, or at least it was coming. She had drug your man from you to dance with
him. She pushed against him, swaying her hips and dropping it to the floor
while Christian just seemed to stand there at first mesmerized by her before he
started to dance back against her. It was embarrassing, what were you here for?
You didn’t even want to come! But because she told Christian to bring you and
he seemed to listen to her every command you had come for her. And she got what
she wanted, to make you look like a fucking fool in front of everyone here. You
reached a hand up to dab against your face not wanting to mess up your makeup.
You were getting closer to the door and you felt a hand grab on your wrist. You
didn’t even need to look at him to know that it was Christian’s larger hand
holding onto your wrist as he drug you through the crowd to a room.

“Let me go! Let me go you fucking jerk!” You shouted at him
over the blare of the music wanting him to give up. Christian just sighed as he
led you to one of the VIP rooms that had a view of the club below. The walk up
the stairs made your feet hurt, the black pumps made your feet look sexy but
walking in them only did you justice when you went so far. Christian shut the
door behind you both, locking it before he went to the window to look out at
the club below.

“What is wrong with you?” He asked you as he hunched over
the window. He looked out a minute waiting for you to answer him but once you
didn’t he turned around to look you in your face. He was a fucking masterpiece.
Black suit and dress shirt with a black tie. He had his hair curly and free
falling over his face. His pierced nose and strong facial features, diamond earrings
in his ears. He watched you with dark eyes and you could see that his teeth
were clenched.

“What is wrong with you? Dancing with her like that! Why are
you even here?” You asked him shouting at him as you stood your ground.

“What the fuck are you talking about?!” Christian shouted
back at you losing his cool that quickly.

“How dare you Christian! I saw you! I SAW YOU!” You screamed
at him as you took a step closer to him.

“I didn’t do anything wrong! You are seriously over reacting
y/n!” Christian tried to reason with you but he didn’t know what he did wrong.
One minute he was on the floor dancing with a girl that he didn’t even feel but
for her publicity and the sake of his image he stayed close to her and in a few
seconds, he is getting a tap on his shoulder from one of your friends telling
him that you’re walking out of the club. “Please tell me what the fuck I did
wrong. I deserve to know that much.” Christian said calmly taking a step closer
to you.

“I told you I didn’t trust her! I told you she was bad news
and you didn’t listen. I never thought it would be because you actually liked
her or wanted to be with her. Like what if I went and danced with a man the way
you danced with her? What if I would’ve flirted with someone the way you teased
and joked with her? What if I would’ve let someone be all against my ass like
you let her do to your dick? You’re supposed to be mine and you got me out here
thinking that I’m so special but it’s her on you!” You could feel the tears
sliding down your face from how hurt and angry you were. It was the way you
looked that caused Christian to snap and charge towards you.

“How could you say that to me! I told you that I didn’t want
her! That you were overreacting! The fact that you even think I’m that kind of
guy blows me! I don’t bring anyone around Lori unless they mean something to
me. Look at all these people here! These important people at that, If I wanted
to cheat do you honestly think I would’ve brought you here? Do you think we
would have let your friend come when she could’ve let shit get back to you? I
told you nothing was happening because I didn’t want her!”

“I saw how you watched her dance Christian! You were giving
her the eyes!”
“I was trying to see what she was doing! And what I would do! She dropped it
down on me and I was shocked as hell that she did it in front of you! I’m tipsy
so are you and I knew I had to play my cards right for the both of our sakes.
But if I had just left her there by herself then she would’ve looked like an
idiot.” Christian sighed softly raking his hands through his hair seeing the
hurt on your face. “Look, I know it’s not what you want to hear. And I know
that I hurt you by protecting her but I don’t want her y/n. I want you. I’ve
told you that over and over again. You’re the only one I see. When I do anything,
or go anywhere. You’re everywhere. I do not care about Savannah. I shouldn’t have
protected her and it was my fault for not thinking. But, I love you y/n. I only
want you. Why can’t you trust me and see that? You think that I like when you
go to work knowing that any guy can touch you like that or try to be with you?
You’re my heart. And I don’t want to be without you. And no girl can change
that.” Christian reached out for you as he pressed you back against the wall.
You stumbled lightly but let him guide your body backwards. “You are
overreacting. I love you. I love you so fucking much. I love you.” He kept
repeating as he kissed your lips sweetly.

You were unsure at first, not knowing if you wanted to
believe him or not, but after receiving more than five kisses you started to
kiss him back, his warm hands placing on your hips as your arms moved to wrap around
his neck.

“Regardless, I know that the reason you had those ideas was
because of something I did. I should have worked harder to know that you were
happy and you felt safe and secure. It won’t happen again okay?” He asked
softly as he started to kiss you again. You could feel your heart skipping a
beat and beating faster as you kissed him back. Your head tilted to the side.
Letting him kiss you more as he pushed you against the wall harder, his lips
molding against yours as he held your body close to his, the world around you seemed
to fade away as your body burned with the kiss. He flicked his tongue across
your bottom lip and you opened your mouth to let his tongue in letting him
explore your mouth. His tongue flicked across yours and over the insides of
your cheeks. He tasted your wet cavern, the kiss turning into a French kiss as
his hands slid up your body to grip at your braless chest. You whimpered
slightly against his lips feeling your breast hardened as you arched your back
off the wall to feel more of his touch. He groaned liking how you were reacting
to him, pressing his hips against your side, you could feel a little poke of
his growing bulge. Your hands moved to grip at his jacket suit and he got the
hint letting you push the material over his shoulders and onto the floor. He was
trying to slide his tongue down your throat as his hand moved towards your slit
to open the skirt, his hand moving to rub against your pussy, you mewled into
the kiss as his finger skimmed your wet heat. He broke the kiss to lean down
and kiss against your jaw slowly. He kissed towards your ear, his middle finger
rubbing against your clit as he chuckled lightly against your ear.

“You’re so fucking wet. Is this why you didn’t wear any
panties?” He teased.

“Shut up.” You groaned but the thought alone made your pussy
become wetter.

“You don’t tell daddy to shut up.” He licked the shell of
your ear, letting his fingers spread your lips as his middle finger continued
to rub at your pussy. Your hips bucked against his hand, your lips meeting each
other’s once again as he let his fingers play with your clit. You could feel
the juices drip down your thighs, your legs were trembling as you felt yourself
become closer. He broke the kiss to get on his knees, letting one of your legs
go over his shoulder he pressed his lips against your pussy.

“Christian-what if they come look for us?” You asked softly
as a sharp breath left your lip from him dragging his tongue up your slit
humming.

“Well, let them come and search for us, they won’t find us
until I make you cum.” Christian breathed hotly against your core before his
tongue coming to swipe against your clit. He flicked his tongue up and down
against your dampened pussy but because he was too impatient he was quick to
shove his tongue inside of you gripping at your hips to pull you towards his
face. He started to eat you out, thrusting his tongue in and out of your pussy
letting it drip onto his chin as he ate you out. Letting his tongue swirl
around in your inside, he curved the pink muscle inside of you finding your
spot immediately fucking against it. Your hips jerked lightly, hands moving to
tangle into his hair as you rolled your head back. Your fears were still there,
insecurities rising but, he was here eating you out, his face buried into your
pussy and his mind on you not her. You knew deep inside that he was right, you
needed to trust him more and it was something you would have to work on in the
future if you wanted to keep him. You were enjoying his tongue too much,
fucking his face with your hips and calling out his name, pushing his hair back
from his forehead so that you could see him more, you groaned as your lower
stomach started to tighten up signaling your release was close.

Christian pulled back to lick his lips, wiping his face
clean he kissed up towards your hips before he gripped at the end of the crop
top shirt to push it over your breast, he leaned down to cup your nipples,
swiping his tongue against your already hardened puckered buds, he enclosed his
mouth around your left one first, sucking and nipping on your plump mounds
holding them in his hands. He opened your legs wide, grinding his bulge against
your soaking core, and you pressed your hips back, shifting them to make your
clit land against the roughness of his pants, you were grinding against him,
dry humping him as he teased your breast and groped at them. He could feel how
wet you were getting, you wanted to stop him after a while so that you wouldn’t
cum but he didn’t let up rolling his hips harder against you until you were
cumming against the fabric of his pants, staining them with your juices. He
chuckled against your flesh pulling back to crash his lips against yours.

“You got my pants all ruined. It seems I’ll have to punish
you when we get home.” Christian warned, he unzipped his pants slowly, not
caring to unbutton them just untucking his shirt so that nothing gets caught.
He let his dick spring free, it stood high in the air, dripping with precum. He
gripped at the base of his cock with one hand the other gripping at your left
leg to raise it up, his hand trailing higher towards your plump ass cheeks. He
slid inside of you slowly pressing his forehead against yours, he bit on his
bottom lip as he entered your tight wet heat keeping you close. Once he was
buried to the hilt, he lifted your other leg up to cup both of your ass cheeks,
your skirt bunched around your hips and hanging towards the floor as he entered
inside of you repeatedly. He started slow thrusting in and out of you, grinding
inside of your heat trying to stretch you out and get a feel of you wrapping
around his dick. He kissed at your lips, the make-out was heavy, lot of tongues
grinding against each other as you rolled your hips against his.

“Fuck baby.” He grunted shuddering as you did it again. He
loved it when you fucked yourself on his dick. “Go ahead y/n. Show me that you
want it.” He moved to press the palms of his hand against the wall on either side
of your head. You agreed as he steadied himself, starting to push your hips
against him, your hands resting on his shoulders around his neck as you fucked
yourself, looking down at where your sexes joined together. It was always so
hot to you to see how he pushed inside of you, how your heat wrapped tightly
around his heat. How he pushed deep inside of you. It was all too erotic for
your mind to comprehend and the sheer pleasure that jolted inside of you, every
time you pulled back and slide yourself down on him.

You started to set a rhythm, getting more into it,
concentrating on the tricks you learned for him, squeezing around on his dick,
rolling your hips against his hips. A knock at the door jolted you both,
Christian growled out, he had been silently moaning and watching you get off.
It was a beautiful sight to see and he loved it. But now he was annoyed with
whoever was trying to ruin his moment.

“Who is it?” He asked in a low thick tone a growl erupting from
his lips as his messy curly hair got into his face, looking up at him you felt
you could’ve came again just by how he looked. A fucking gorgeous man.

“Christian. Savannah is looking for you, she says her new
producer wants to thank you.” You knew the voice well, it was Mino one of
Christian close friends.

“Can you tell her to wait?” Christian asked, he gripped at
your hips when you tried to move whispering with a rough deep voice against
your ear. “I never told you to stop. Don’t get in more trouble y/n.” He slapped
at your ass cheeks causing you to moan and nod your head. You agreed starting
to fuck yourself on his shaft once again, the sound of your hips bouncing
against his was resonating against the walls as the rest stood outside.

“I did, I’ll handle it.” DPR voice was next to ring out in
the hallway and part of you wondered where your friend was since he was never
without her. But hearing the annoyance in his voice you knew that something was
going on.

“Go faster y/n.” Christian commanded and you obeyed letting
your hips pick up the speed, slamming yourself onto him whimpering as you tried
to keep your body up, your legs locking around his waist gather, the heels of
your foot pressing down into his lower back. “That’s it, just like that baby
girl. Fuck you feel so good taking my dick into that pretty pussy.” He
whispered huskily against your ear, catching your lobe between his teeth to
grind his teeth against it.

“Christian!” Savannah shouted, and Christian could feel you
stop your hips causing him to growl.

“WHAT!” He barked at the door as he pushed your hips against
the wall. He was agitated at this point, all he wanted was time with you that
he had been deprived of lately.

“Christian I knew you were in there! Come out here! There
are people I need you to see!” Savannah chirped and he shook his head holding
onto you as he started to fuck into you harder against the wall. The somewhat
intimate pace becoming rougher as his frustrations grew every second. His head
pressed against your shoulder and he released a low groan his hands staring to
become sweaty against the wall and he tried to keep you hoisted up. Once he
didn’t answer she shouted again.

“CHRISTIAN!” She shouted once more and he shook his head
snapping his hips against you. He switched angles to pound against your spot,
causing you to cry out his name.

“Christian!” You choked out a loud cry.

“Louder!” He said as he yanked at your hair pulling your
head back, you gasped out loud as he let his hips go faster, until he couldn’t
get any faster nor harder. Driving into you, with his knees bending a bit and
legs spread apart. One of your hands moved to grip at his hair and the other
gripped at his shoulder blades through his shirt.

“Christian! Daddy! Fuck right there-I’m cumming!” It felt so
good to say those words to a girl that has tried her hardest to keep you away
from Christian and not only tonight but always. You could hear and feel the
silence as her heels clicked against the ground and she walked off, but your
mind was swirling only the faint part of your mind could register what was
happening. Most part of your mind was preoccupied with the fact that your stomach
was clenching from the release that was creeping up. Your eyes shut as you
dropped your mouth open. Christian grinded his hips against you changing his
strokes to long and deep causing him to brush against your clit. You gave into
him, listening to his deep commands to cum again and you did it, coating his
shaft with your essence.

“Fuck y/n! Shit you feel so fucking good, just like that
baby, fuck yeah just like that.” He moaned against your ear as he continued to
slam into you, a few thrusts later and he was filling you to the brim, his hips
grinding against yours to make you bury his load inside of your sensitive
pussy. He held you close to his body. Both of your breaths were heavy, your
eyes hooded and he pressed a soft kiss against your cheek before he kissed your
lips. Though you couldn’t hear the music that well, the familiar beat of a song
filled the room and Christian chuckled as you hit his shoulder.

“Shut up..” You muttered with a soft pout.

“I spy with my little eyes, a girly I can get cause she don’t
get too many likes. A curly headed cutie I can turn into my wife.” He was about
to sing the rest but your covered his lips looking in his eyes.

“Forever is a long time but as much as I fought to avoid
you, you better be giving it to me. Deal?” You asked and let your hand drop
down slowly.

“Deal.” He grinned kissing your lips. He pulled out of after
some time and helped you fix your outfit, grabbing at his hands he pulled you
into the bathroom and you tried to help him clean his pants. Once you were
done, he pulled you back onto the club floor, his arm wrapping around your
waist, to hold you close. Savannah walked towards you both and as soon as she
opened her mouth Christian cut her off.

“I’m your video producer nothing else. I helped put you on,
we helped you with this party. And now me and you are done, you don’t need me
for anything else. And if in the future you ever need me to do a video, it’ll
be up to my baby to decide if I should do it or not. You’ve caused more than
enough scenes for one night and yeah as a friend you’re cool but that’s all you’ll
ever be. So please excuse us both and enjoy the rest of your night, with your
friends.” He bowed his head smiling at her before he led you off walking
towards the door, and much to your surprise every person that was rolling with
Christian and saw you leave left themselves as you all went to another hangout
spot for the rest of the night.

Summary: It was like he forgot you existed, he forgot who you were and what you were to him. He had built up his walls once again, and this time you couldn’t break them down.

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Reader’s POV

“Oh..I see.” you said softly, trailing off as Taehyung sighed on the other end.

“I’m sorry noona, I know it’s been forever since you’ve seen him…has he not visited home?” he asked.

You let out a humorless chuckle, as you replied,“ I’d be surprised if he even remembered where I lived.”

“Oh noona, I’m sure it’s not like that! It’s just with the comeback coming soon, he’s just been stressed out a lot lately you know?” Taehyung reasoned.

“I guess so Taehyung-ah…It’s okay, I understand…Just let him know I called at least, okay?” you asked him.

“I will noona…I’ll also knock some sense into him, okay?!” he said, causing you to laugh a little at the boy.

“Thanks Taehyung-ah…” you trailed off as you said your goodbyes and ended the call, slumping against your couch that’s been empty of Yoongi and his cuddles for almost 3 weeks now.

That’s right, for almost a month it was as if Yoongi, your boyfriend, had fallen of the face of the planet. You’d call him and he’d rarely pick up while his texts were always short and ended with ’Im busy, text you laters’“.

You were tired of it honestly, missing him and his warm embraces, his gummy smiles which were always directed at you and the way he would murmur the sweetest of words into your ear as you drifted asleep in his arms every night.

But for the last month, it was anything but that and you felt yourself breaking apart slowly.

It scared you how dependent you were of him, how much you relied on him and how much you needed him.

And the fact that it didn’t seem like he felt the same scared you even more.